Bo Jingyu received the message and calmly replied with a few words.
"Deserved it."
"Aren't you supposed to comfort me?"
Su Minghan quickly replied.
"Pick a venue. I'll come after I'm done."
After replying, Bo Jingyu immediately called Aunt Yang.
"Second Young Master."
"How is she?" His tone was amiable, without any airs.
Aunt Yang squinted and smiled. "The Second Lady and the Third Miss just woke up and are having breakfast in the dining room. Do you want me to give the phone to her?"
"No, thank you. Please keep an eye on her. If someone from Grandpa's or Bo Siming's side comes, please let me know in advance."
"Don't worry!"
After hanging up the phone, Bo Jingyu stared blankly at the communication phone on the screen. He didn't even notice Bo Siming coming in.
"The president of the prestigious Bo Group is slacking off during work hours?"
He came to his senses and frowned. "What do you want?"
Bo Siming was quite annoyed by his attitude. He threw the file folder in his hand on the table. "These are the projects that need on - site review next week. People from Huazhi Lake will also come to follow up. Sign them quickly."
The contract on the table was a project that had been shelved for half a year and then restarted. The main development of Huazhi Lake was to buy several plots of land to build a resort, but the villagers there were so stubborn that they refused for a long time, which was why the project had been postponed for so long.
Now he threw this medium - sized project to Bo Jingyu, clearly trying to test his ability.
If he succeeded, everyone would be happy.
If he failed, he would become a laughingstock in the company and would be forced to step down due to external public opinion and internal pressure.
Grandpa was too old to hold power, and their father had been abroad for years without a trace. Only Bo Siming seemed suitable.
But such a petty trick was nothing in front of Bo Jingyu.
He quickly signed the contract and gently pushed it. It fell to the ground.
"Oops, my hand slipped. Could you please pick it up, General Manager Bo?"
"You!"
Bo Siming was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. He wanted to punch him.
But now they were in the company. Although people outside couldn't hear what was being said inside, who knew if he would set some trap?
A real man knows when to yield. He would remember this humiliation for now.
Just as he was about to reach the door, the voice behind him rang out again.
"Knock on the door before you come in next time. This is the president's office."
Bo Jingyu deliberately emphasized the last few words, aiming to make it clear to him.
"......Got it!"
Bo Siming gritted his teeth and walked out. Due to walking too fast, he bumped into a female employee who had just come out of the rest area.
The scalding coffee splashed all over him.
"Are you blind?!"
The female employee was so scared that she kept bowing. "I'm sorry, General Manager. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. I..."
He took the handkerchief handed by another employee and kept wiping.
"This suit I just got today. Can you afford to compensate?"
"I didn't mean to. I really didn't mean to."
Bo Siming took her as a punching bag and scolded her for more than ten minutes.
Such an abnormal behavior surprised everyone present.
"What's wrong with Manager Bo? It's not like his usual style."
"He just came out of the president's office. He must have been scolded."
"My god, the older brother being scolded by the younger brother? So pitiful."
Back in his office, Bo Siming was furious.
He took out his phone and made a call. "How's the guarding in the eastern suburbs?"
"Report to the First Young Master. The surroundings are guarded too tightly. They even set up cameras in the mansion. We can't do anything."
"Useless! What's the use of you?"
Just as his subordinate was at a loss, he saw a woman coming out of the mansion. He was so excited that he immediately reported.
"First Young Master! Miss Shen Er is out!"
Bo Siming's unfinished roar stopped abruptly. "Follow her. I'd like to see what this woman is up to."
Shen Ximan looked around. The sky was blue and the clouds were white, and everything was calm.
It was a good day for a walk and shopping, but even though it was so pleasant and comfortable, she couldn't completely relax under surveillance.
She noticed it as soon as she left the house.
There was no wind on such a day, but the bushes beside were constantly shaking. Bo Jingyu's subordinates could be seen in the open, while those who were hiding and afraid of being discovered could only be from that pervert Bo Siming.
"Good morning, Second Lady."
"Good morning, Second Lady."
Ruo Chi greeted with a big smile, while Qian Li had a gloomy face.
He still didn't like this woman who always acted on her own.
"Good morning. Can you take me to the church?"
Shen Ximan didn't care about his expression. She asked with a gentle smile.
"What are you going there for?" Ruo Chi asked curiously.
"There's a dessert shop near the church. An Ruo misses the cookies there."
"You can just leave this to us. You don't need to go out yourself."
She shook her head with a smile. "Buying the things my sister wants to eat is the only thing I can do for her as an elder sister. I owe her too much. Even a small thing like this, I want to use it to make up for my mistakes."
Qian Li muttered disdainfully, "Hypocritical."
"Ouch, what are you talking nonsense in front of the Second Lady! Apologize!"
Ruo Chi pulled his arm and urged.
"I'm telling the truth. If you really owe her something, do something meaningful. Do you think buying some cookies and playing with her for a few days is making up for it? That's just a psychological burden. Don't you understand?"
"Second Lady, I'm really sorry. Qian Li didn't mean to shout at you. His family situation is quite complicated, so..."
"It's okay," Shen Ximan calmly interrupted him. She looked at Qian Li seriously and solemnly. "I know you don't like me very much, and I know you're doing this for your Second Master."
"I feel honored to resonate with you. At least we have similar experiences and can understand each other's entangled and unrequited feelings. But Qian Li..."
There were emotions surging in her eyes, sincere from the bottom of her heart. "Anger can't solve the problem. Temporary companionship really can't make up for the trauma in the heart, but time will tell that it can be healed and touched."
After hearing her words, his emotions gradually calmed down. He wanted to retort, but the words got stuck in his throat.
Shen Ximan stood in front of him. Her voice was like a feather, tickling his heart. A few rays of light came in the darkness.
"It must be very painful to bear so much alone."
Qian Li felt something falling on his face. He raised his hand and touched it. It was streaks of tears and the teardrops on the ground.
"Why..."
Ruo Chi looked at him and his eyes also turned red.
This was the second time he saw Qian Li's vulnerable side. He was stubborn and unyielding, with a straightforward personality that easily offended people. He rarely showed such emotions in front of outsiders.
Recalling the first time, it was when the Second Master took them in.
Qian Li cried like a child, his shoulders twitching as he tried to hold back his sobs.
"The past is like smoke. Only by letting go can you look ahead."
This was what the Second Master said to him at that time.